Warm Marriage: Sheng Pampers His Wife

Chapter 7 Full Score of Skill Points for Talking Love
The evening class is the appreciation of ancient literature.

The lecturer was an old man in his 60s, surnamed Qin, with gray hair. When he arrived in the classroom, he turned on the computer and started playing a movie without saying much.

Song Ying: "..."

"It is said that there will be a cross talk show in the auditorium tonight." Zhong Yi shook his boyish short hair and said firmly, "This old man probably wants to see it."

Sure enough, as soon as Zhong Yi finished speaking, the old man Qin on the podium left the classroom leisurely with his hands behind his back.

"Hey, I'll just say yes." There is no teacher in the classroom, and the movie on the podium has been watched several times by himself, Zhong Yi has nothing to do, so he pulls Song Ying and bites his ear.

"I said that family didn't make things difficult for you these two days!" Song Ying told her at noon yesterday that she was going back to Bihai Villa, and she always felt uneasy.

What happened to Xia Tingjin and asked Song Ying to go back?
He is not Song Ying's fiancé!

There were people sitting at the front and back tables, Song Ying didn't want to say much, and said succinctly: "Some things."

Zhong Yi's expression suddenly became tense, "What are they going to force you to do?"

"This time I can't be said to force me." Song Ying thought for a while, and found a suitable excuse: "This time I voluntarily."

Knowing each other for more than a year, this is the first time Zhong Yi heard Song Ying say the word "voluntary", and he couldn't help being curious, and said, "What's the matter?"

Song Ying squeezed the palm of her hand, took out her phone and typed two words: "Marry!"

Zhong Yi gasped, then thought of a possibility, his eyes widened and he said, "Isn't he marrying that Xia Tingjin?"

Song Ying nodded.

Zhong Yi: "..."

With sharp eyes and quick hands, she pressed her body that was about to bulge, Song Ying gritted her teeth, "This time I am willing, I really like that Xia Tingjin."

"I believe you are a ghost." Zhong Yi tried his best to lower his voice, gnashing his teeth: "Have you seen Xia Tingjin more than five times? Why didn't I know that you have the potential to have a crush on someone?"

Song Ying tried her best to comfort her, "I really like him."

Zhong Yi said without thinking, "I don't believe it."

Song Yingmo.

After a pause, he said, "I do like him. Moreover, if I don't marry Xia Tingjin, I will be arranged to marry someone else in the future."

Now Zhong Yi is silent.

She had a rough idea of ​​Song Ying's experience, and she knew that the Song family would not let Song Ying go easily.

But she didn't expect that the Song family would force Song Ying to marry.

Not to mention that Song Ying is only 20 years old this year, just like Xia Tingjin, a mentally handicapped person, can Song Ying be happy marrying him?
Zhong Yi really wanted to go to Song's house to make a scene, but she held back in the end.

She was just an orphan who only went to college because of the grants and scholarships. She didn't have the ability to deal with the Song family.

"Is there no other way but to marry?" Zhong Yi said bitterly.

So far it seems that there is no.

Song Ying shook her head, a smile bloomed on her face, and comforted Zhong Yi with soft words: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with being married. To tell you something you don't like to hear, Xia Tingjin is a nice person."

Zhong Yi: "..."

-

The two classes were spent whispering between the two of them. Fortunately, most of the people were playing, so no one noticed that something was wrong between the two of them.

It's nine o'clock in the evening when class ends.

Zhong Yi had a lot to say today, so she followed Song Ying back to her small apartment.

The apartment was bought by Song Ying with the inheritance left to her by Mr. Song. It has two bedrooms and one living room, with a total of more than 80 square meters.

The house is not far from S University, about 10 minutes by car.

The two had supper in the school cafeteria before driving back.

On the way, Zhong Yi had already made plans to have a good chat with Song Ying at night.

As a result, she just came out of the shower, and Song Ying's phone on the coffee table vibrated.

Caller ID is an unfamiliar number.

Zhong Yi frowned, "Song Ying, I have your call."

"Who?" Song Ying poked her head out of the kitchen.

"No note" picked up the phone in doubt, Zhong Yi shook, "I don't know who it is."

Song Ying shook her wet hand: "Then you pick it up for me first."

Zhong Yi hummed and pressed the call button.

-

"Aying, Aying, are you asleep?" Xia Tingjin yelled into the microphone cheerfully.

Zhongyi Petrochemical.

"A Ying?" When there was no response, Xia Tingjin took down his phone and looked at Yang's mother next to him tearfully: "A Ying ignores me!"

"Miss Song may be busy." Yang's mother smiled helplessly. The second young master is harder to coax than a child today. It's almost ten o'clock, and he doesn't rest or talk, and bothers Miss Song.

I hope Miss Song doesn't hate Er Shao!

Yang Ma was thinking sadly, and when she looked up, she heard a voice coming from the phone, "Hello, Song Ying is busy now, I am Song Ying's friend, may I ask who you are?"

A shadow's friend?
Xia Tingjin didn't have time to think too much, so he quickly reported his family name, "I'm Tingjin."

Zhong Yi only felt that a thunderbolt struck the top of Tianling Gai.

-

Song Ying washed the apple and came out. Seeing that Zhong Yi was still holding her mobile phone, she asked casually, "Who is calling?"

Zhong Yi numbly handed her the phone, "Xia Tingjin."

Song Ying was taken aback for a moment, took a look at the phone, nodded to Zhong Yi, and went to the balcony to answer the phone.

"Second Young Master Xia." For fear of scaring Xia Tingjin, Song Ying slowed down her speech.

"A Ying?" Suddenly hearing the voice of his heart, Xia Tingjin was three feet high, grabbing his phone and shouting: "It's A Ying!"

Song Ying leaned on the balcony and replied to him, "It's me."

"I said you must not have slept." Xia Tingjin ran out of the room, "I miss you, and you miss me too, right?"

Song Ying's hand holding the phone tightened, "Yes."

Xia Tingjin was overjoyed, and said coquettishly: "Then I'll go find you tomorrow, okay, it's really boring to be alone at home, I want to be with you."

Zhong Yi who overheard this by accident: "..."

People are so stupid that they can still talk about love, so they must be dishonest at ordinary times.

Zhong Yi suddenly became vigilant.

Xia Tingjin didn't know that he was regarded as a key "care" object, but he still said happily: "And don't call me Er Shao, I don't like to hear it."

With the magnetic voice of a man beside her ears and the lights of thousands of houses dotted in front of her eyes, Song Ying's heart softened a lot unconsciously, "Okay."

"Then you can call me Tingjin, okay?" Xia Tingjin subconsciously pushed forward, "Mom said that we will be a family in the future, so you can call me Tingjin too!"

Song Ying: "..."

"Aying?"

A smile spread across Song Ying's lips, "Tingjin."

"Hey!" Xia Tingjin responded loudly, and then confessed again: "Aying, I like you."

Zhong Yi couldn't help but tap Song Ying on the shoulder.

Song Ying took the phone away, "What's the matter?"

Zhong Yi rolled his eyes and moved his lips, "This guy can't be pretending to be stupid!"

She didn't know that a fool's love talk skills were so high.

I miss you, like you...

Angry!
Zhong Yi pursed his lips, he really didn't want to admit that he believed Song Ying's words.

But hearing Xia Tingjin's sweet talk with her own ears, she was a little happy for Song Ying.

Must be my own brain is broken.

Zhong Yi patted his face and went back to the sofa to wait for Song Ying.

　Our second young master's love talk skills are unmatched by others!

　　By the way, I finally found the feeling of writing today, happy!
　　Finally, please collect and comment!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)